Updating Again

The Sister

So, I finally responded to my sister's friend request.  I told her that I was glad to hear from her after all these years and that I had never contacted her before because I didn't want to create complications in her life.

She asked me not to tell my dad anything about her because she didn't want to reopen that chapter of her life.  And then she said some things that made it clear that her mother has flat-out lied to her for her entire life and has vilified my father to protect her own reputation. (My dad has plenty of faults, but he was really unfairly portrayed.)

I told my sister that her mother had not been honest with her and that there was more to the story.  That I would tell her what I know if she wanted me to, but that it was a conversation best had with her mom.

She asked me for the story, and I told her the truth. (There is more than what I have posted.  There is no chance that my dad is her dad.)  She knew it was coming, I think she just wanted verification.  I also told her that I thought she had a right to find out who her bio-dad really is, but she said that she didn't think she would ever find out and that it was a taboo subject with her mother.

I just can't believe her mom thought this story would never come out.

I am glad that she contacted me.  She was an important part of my life, for the short amount of time that she was in it, and if the course of events had happened at a different time in my life, I think I would have better job of keeping up with her.

The Mother

I put her on a plane on Friday, pretty much drama free.  My brother visited her at home Friday afternoon and immediately texted me  that it was not a good situation and that she and her husband are going to end up hurting each other.

Today she called to say "I just wanted you to know that we are doing just fine."  I could mentally picture the raspberry she was blowing at me. 

But she hasn't left the house since she got there.  And the helper that she supposedly hired flaked out on her, but some friend of a friend might know someone who can help out.

Okey dokey.  You keep living in fantasy land. I truly believe that her husband will be dead within a year if he has to serve as her primary caregiver.  And I'll be stunned if she doesn't end up with more broken parts from being dropped. But I guess it's not my problem.